T'was the night before JYJ week, when all through his brain

Xia Junsu was crying out, from all the jaw pain.

The shave had been done just weeks ago,

so very typical of a plastic surgery hoe.

The surgeon had hacked at his face with care,

with the savagery of a grizzly bear.

And when he was done he admired his work,

putting down the scalpel with a satisfied smirk.

When poor Junsu awoke in searing pain,

he asked the nurse for a glass of champaign. 

After a sip he reached for the mirror,

and what he saw couldn’t be any queerer.

For half of his face had completely disappeared,

making him one member of the band to be feared. 

But that didn’t dampen Xia Junsu’s mood,

for all he wanted was some goddamn food.

Later when the onlookers left the room,

He pulled out his camera and put it on zoom,

With a face full of make-up he posted a pic,

for a like he new he could count on old Mick.

He did not find the same luck with Jakeem,

who always berated his self-esteem.

But Junsu had not a to give,

for Jakeem was someone he’d surely outlive.